Brekk tore out the throat of the white demon, heedless of the blood that covered him, already covered in so much that it would take forever to scrub it away in the frigid creek. He yanked out the sword still lodged in the demon's chestand jerked at the way energy jolted through him. Dropping the sword with a grimace, he settled for using his claws to finish the demon once and for all, tearing through its throat until he could tear its head off. After that was finally accomplished, he summoned a bit of precious magic and set the corpse on fire, not moving until there were nothing but ash and bits of bone remaining.